Dreams…..(dream a little dream….with me)
Don’t think I’m always sad — Oh I’m not. I have not always been sad in my life at all. There was plenty of laughing, smiles, friends, fun….it hasn't all been as awful as the last 4 years.
When the sun rises like this, it gives you the promise of a new day and new hope.
What is that hope? What are my dreams? Oh yes, I have many.
I dream of a small but nice place to live. Something I can decorate, make my own, and its warm in the winter and cool in the summer. Somewhere with a nice bathtub. Somewhere with a good kitchen (I love to cook).
I dream of friends again. I used to have many. I dream of friends that I have things in common with. I dream of friends who are fun. I dream of friends that care. I dream of friends who think I’m cool again (and vice versa).
I dream of just having enough money to pay the bills, and go have some fun sometimes too.
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Fun? What is that? Oh I used to know. Fun is when the heaviness of the world stops weighing you down if only but a moment.
I dream of freedom — autonomy, independence and that I have enough money to just live my life as I need to.
Is it really asking too much? To just live life as I need to? It shouldn’t be.
I dream of travel. I dream of new, beautiful places. Of wonder and awe.
I dream of music — of a new musical instrument (after I sold my classical guitar for survival money).
I dream of sunny weather, blue skies and warmth.
I dream of better days. I dream of days where I can smile first thing in the morning and be glad to be alive.
I think all these dreams are very possible, if I am allowed to have them.
I dream……of real life again, someday.
